Dunlin Swarm

Thousands of birds in a Dunlin cloud
rise from the muddy shallows
into slithering dragon silhouettes
that spin silver as they slide
over the winding shore
and shimmer into giant billows
turning inside out, rolling side to side
seeming to vanish before the sky
then suddenly flash a massive swirl
of twisting sunlit scales
that climb, dive and glide
back and forth beside the bay
until they fold a final curl
and furl like falling sails.

Jim Gronvold
(from Oak Bones)